Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blinde Vinkler, artist - Pede B. Album song Sparring, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.09.2017
Record label: S Records, Universal Music (Denmark) A
Song language: Danish
Blinde Vinkler(original) |
| Jeg sover dårligt året rundt, min læge si’r det' naturligt |
| For hvis mine forfædre sov for tungt, var overlevelse umuligt |
| Der sneg sig sikkert nogle rovdyr rundt, der hvor de havde bolig |
| Så hvis træthed gør jeg opfører mig dumt, la' være at tag' det personligt |
| Så det' semi-betryggende, det muligvis ikke er min hjerne |
| For jeg ville gerne, men ka' ikk' fjerne det tillærte |
| Mønstret er gentaget, påfører mig selv skade |
| Til det hele ender op i ynkelig selvhad |
| Som om vi vil bevise noget, men allesammen har glemt hvad |
| Min barndomsven har lige fået en gangster tåre |
| Så resten af livet vil folk nok frygte ham overalt han går |
| Han har et behov for at vise at han mener alvor |
| Vi deler sikkert den usikkerhed, forskellen er hvor den fremstår |
| De spør' så ofte hvorfor jeg laver så mange plader |
| Hver gang vi sender en ny afsted tænker jeg at den næste ska' være langt bedre |
| Tilbage til tegnebordet, endnu en tur i sneglesporet |
| Efter den her ska' jeg nok ku' sove, du ska' nok ikk' ta' mig på ordet |
| Jeg ved ikk' hva' jeg løber fra |
| Jeg ved bare at jeg skynder mig |
| Mit hjerte det slår hårdt, jeg |
| Tror det foreslår mig |
| Jeg ska' starte forfra |
| Har set det hele før |
| Ved ikk' hva' jeg ka' gøre |
| Eller hva' jeg ska' svare |
| Når alle folk omkring mig altid spør' |
| Hva' kærligheden gør med det |
| Hva' kærligheden gør med det |
| Hva' kærligheden gør med det |
| Hva' kærligheden gør med det |
| Hva' kærligheden gør med det |
| Hva' kærligheden gør med det |
| Hva' kærligheden gør med det |
| Hva' kærligheden gør med det |
| (translation) |
| I sleep poorly all year round, my doctor says it's natural |
| For if my ancestors slept too heavily, survival was impossible |
| Some predators probably snuck around where they lived |
| So if fatigue makes me behave stupidly, do not 'take' it personally |
| So it's semi-reassuring, it may not be my brain |
| Because I would like to, but can not remove what has been learned |
| The pattern is repeated, inflicting harm on myself |
| To it all ends up in pitiful self-hatred |
| As if we want to prove something, but everyone has forgotten what |
| My childhood friend just got a gangster tear |
| So for the rest of his life, people will probably fear him everywhere he goes |
| He has a need to show that he means business |
| We probably share the uncertainty, the difference is where it appears |
| They ask so often why I make so many records |
| Every time we send a new one off, I think the next one will be much better |
| Back to the drawing board, another trip in the snail's trail |
| After this, I'll probably be able to sleep, you'll probably not take me at my word |
| I do not know 'what' I'm running from |
| I just know I'm in a hurry |
| My heart it beats hard, me |
| Think it suggests me |
| I'm going to start over |
| Have seen it all before |
| I do not know what I can do |
| Or what 'I should' answer |
| When all the people around me always ask ' |
| What's love doing with it? |
| What's love doing with it? |
| What's love doing with it? |
| What's love doing with it? |
| What's love doing with it? |
| What's love doing with it? |
| What's love doing with it? |
| What's love doing with it? |